Page 50 of Defiance
“Charlie,” he said. A prayer? A warning? Either way, I liked it. I felt fragile at his feet in a way I usually didn’t. Not small, but worth taking care of.
“Feed me your cock, Novak,” I rasped, feeling the delicious strain in my throat. “Give me a little of that obsession.”
I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. A drop of venom fell on my cheek as he tasted the air, wavering, wanting…
Then he tightened his tail’s grip on my ribs and rubbed his tip up and down the pad of my tongue. I nodded, keeping eye contact as he slid further into my mouth, stuffing my throat full. I clamped down on my gag reflex as his length bulged and bent.
His hips rocked against my face and the more viscous saliva from my throat coated my lips, his cock, his hand. It smeared into his fingers where he cradled my chin, tapping the points of his claws against my cheek and earlobe.
When Novak surrendered, he exhaled with a tremble. He fucked my face the wayheliked it. Maybe how he’d fantasized in the months when I was just a scent. When all he knew was that I had red hair and went to the river every day. His slippery palm moved to my throat so he could feel himself driving deep. I gave him every ounce of control, focused on breathing between thrusts.
He pulled out of my mouth abruptly, taking himself in his fist and I gasped for air.
Then his tail moved. It slid over my breasts and cinched the front of my tabard like a fist, exposing me to the air. Novak’s eyes fastened onto the bite marks still healing there. Bright pink and closed over, but not quite scars yet.
He growled, then crumbled into a moan. His mouth fell open and his fangs descended. I sat in awe as his venom glands pulsed in the roof of his mouth and expelled their contents down the prongs of his tongue. Jets of hot, pearly come draped across my breasts and collarbones as he stroked himself through the intense orgasm.
My channel clenched, slippery and wanton, but I smiled through the smeared saliva and flushed cheeks, satisfied in my soul.
“Just for the record, friends don’t dothat,”I teased in a slow, sultry croak. “In case there was any lingering confusion.”
Instead of getting the chuckle I’d hoped for, he heard the quality of my voice and cupped my throat in both palms. His tail removed itself gingerly.
“Did I hurt you again?” he asked, ears rotated back.
Again…I softened, letting the intimacy of the moment linger. “No, love. It was grand. Just like the first time.”
His brow creased and I gave his wrist a squeeze. I couldn’t do much to reassure him unless he learned to trust himself first. But maybe my little nudges would make a difference in the long run. So when he slid the ruined tabard off my shoulders and brushed his fingers between my breasts and across my ribs, I let him.
“The red marks…”
“Normal. See?” I ran my nails down my forearm to raise up red scratches.
He swallowed hard and gave me a subtle human nod as he helped me to my feet. I put a hand on his chest to get his attention.
“I’ve got to say this plainly.” I took a deep breath. “I fancy you, Novak. I want to know you better. It’s shite timing to pour my heart out, but life’s short and I’ve already lived a chunk of it. So when Piaoguo is over, I really would like to invite you back to mine.”
His nostrils flared. “Careful inviting a stray in.”
“You’re not a stray if I give you a warm bed and call you mine.”
He adjusted his fangs with his tongue, then rubbed his thumb into my forehead with a serious expression. “Alright, sunset, I’ll take a leap of faith. But only if you wash this off…”
This again?I smacked at his hand and ended up hitting myself on the forehead instead. His ears perked up right at the moment I gasped at his trick.
“You cheeky bastard!”
I covered my mouth in horror, because he was in fact a bastard.
Then Novak erupted with hissing laughter, countering my ineffectual batting with his tail. When he glanced at the door, the rare spark of easy mischief dimmed again.
“Stay for a bit,” I blurted before he could excuse himself. “Tell me a story while I wash up.” I glanced down at my bare chest. “I think it’s the least you could do.”
Novak loosened his grip on me with a hum.
“A story,” he mused.
“An embarrassing one, if you dare.” I backed up with my hand over my nipples, searching for the tub. “I said I want to know you, didn’t I?”
